Three Goons for the coal-pits under the sky,
Seven for Repub-lords with their hearts of stone,
Nine for Mortal Folk, doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Trump where the Shadows lie.
One Goon to rule them all, one Goon to find them,
One Goon to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Trump where the Shadows lie.
